I don't want to be the controlling girlfriend, but my boyfriend wants to spend the night at his ex's house. WTF?!

Me and my boyfriend started dating about 2 months ago. He broke up with her for me, when she left for Navy bootcamp.

See, his bestfriend is dating her sister. So he went over there alot when she was gone, and I didn't give a shit. Now she's back because she hurt her back and couldn't finish bootcamp.

They were bestfriends before they dated, but he didn't feel the same way about her like she felt about him. About a week after they broke up, we started dating. And she doesn't like me because he broke up with her for me.

Now he wants to go spend the night at her house with his bestfriend and his gf, and HER.

He cheated on his girlfriend once before, and I know because he told me and I'm friends with that ex.

How can he expect me to let him go over there?!
He's the best guy I've ever dated, but I can't let this happen.
This is too much.

This may possibly ruin everything the choice is always yours.

I pray I get my period tomorrow.

"i'm just having a bad day"
"okay well you know i'm always here if you need me"
"i don't need you now."

an okay or an i know would have worked just as well, and probably wouldn't have made me cry. happy one month babygirl, maybe you can have her make you feel better about making me upset.

Well, yes if you say you are going to come to my party and then you don't even show up I am going to be annoyed and give you the cold shoulder.  Yes, that's how it works, genius.

Remember how I asked you not to mess this up Dad?
Well you did, and it really was your last chance. Your not worth the energy and effort. I give up, how does it feel? I finally gave up. I don't care about you anymore, it not even a "whatever" feelings it's the "I really couldn't care less"


The opposite of love isn't hate, it's indifference.

So live your life, but live it away from me.
Goodbye.

Ps: and no, there's no more talking, no more "I'm sorry's" and no more "It's your fault" It's NOT my fault, it never was. I'm done, go away. Leave me be, let me live my life with out your big dark shadow.

In short.

Screw you,
that is all.

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A friend gave me ativan the other night. Wow- apperantly it can cause hallucinations in high doses! I walked into at least one wall and thought I broke my nose (still hurts!) and nearly fell down the stairs. So I was out of it, but there was no body pleasure like opiates. Fuck that shit. I want to feel good.

I fake all orgasms with my current boyfriend and I miss having someone give me one.  I have to masturbate to get off.  I have only had one man of many truly give me good orgasms and although I miss it I really want to keep my current man happy.  He thinks he is a sex god and it is a lot of work on my end to make sure he keeps thinking it.  Oh, what we women will do!

last night my wife and i went to a restaurant for a great meal and were served by a really cute waitress. when we got home, my wife proceeded to give me an awesome sloppy wet blow job. but before she started, she told me "i saw you checking out that waitress... you can pretend i'm her if you want."    

thanks honey...your the best!

I'm embarrassed for my wife when she invites people over. She's not embarrassed, but I am.  At issue is that the house is filthy. She has junk like magazines and clothes piled everywhere. There is debris like crumbs and empty potato chip bags all over the floors. The sink is filled with dishes. The beds are never made. Toys are scattered everywhere. Wrapping paper from Christmas is still sitting on the dining room table.  

I work, so I can't be there every moment to clean the place. But I do way more than other husbands.  Certainly way more than she does. I'm not anal, but give me a f---ing break.  Everyone likes to be able to walk across the floor without sticking to it!

For one thing I pay for a cleaning lady every week. But I also clean the bathrooms on weekends. And I'll wash the dishes and make the beds and vacuum the rugs. And I'll plead with my wife to stop just stacking things everywhere. I'll point out the urgency that if someone spills a glass of orange juice in the middle of the kitchen floor, like it or not, it needs to be cleaned up RIGHT AWAY!!!!!  It can't wait until I get home.

But I'm helpless. She doesn't listen. So as much as I do way more than my part, and as much as the cleaning lady tries, we are no match for a wife who doesn't care and keeps trashing the place.

And then she invites people over and I shudder at what they must think.

I'm 34 and have E.D. and it seems to be getting worse, not better.

My ex, used to think that because I couldn't get it up it meant I didn't think she was attractive ... or I was gay.  That helped to end our sex life, and was a contributor to the end of our marriage.

My current gf, never has an issue and never complains if I can't get it up.  This is because even when I do, it doesn't have th elength, girth or stamina to get her off.  She much prefers my hands, mouth and toys ... and can cum 6, 8, 10 times an hour with them.

Not sure which is more depressing, someone hating that you suck and can't get it up ... or someone that doesn't care if you can get it up, because it still sucks.


EDIT:  The current situation is much, much better, because we still can and do have a very hot sex life ... as long as I'm not in one of my depressing funks, like I am now.

Parents send their kids to our school and the students hear the liberal party line from 90% of the faculty.  I'm a Christian conservative who presents history in a balanced fashion, focusing upon real economics and real cause and effect relationships.  The kids can't always peg my political beliefs and I can see the confusion in their eyes when I play devil's advocate for free market principles and socialist solutions in the same class.  Or when they see Inconvenient Truth AND The Great Global Warming Swindle back to back.

I'm slowly and subversively creating thinking, rational adults.  Therefore, I'm creating the next generation of conservatives.

I feel good/bad about my discovering what I want from a lover.  I have spent the past year fucking around with different guys, not emotionally, but just getting laid.  I don't mess with their minds, they know I am there only for sex and maybe a little friendship.
The major difference is that some of them only get fucked once, or maybe twice.  I simply know what is and what isn't going to work for me.
I won't put up with a guy who won't wear a condom, or a guy who can't keep it up when wearing a condom.  If you are so willing and eager to stick it in me without so much as a thought, how many other random girls have you fucked unprotected.  No thanks, you can keep your STDs to yourself and the other sluts out there.
I won't put up with a guy with a dick that doesn't feel right.  Small enough that once I get wet (and boy to I get wet) I can't even feel the friction inside of me.  So short that we can do anything besides missionary, I mean I have had guys where it is hard to keep it in me even if I am on top, WTF?!  Too big is an issue too, if you are fucking me and it hurts as often as it feels good, it's not really all that fun, sure it's a novelty, but it's nothing I want to keep fucking.
I can't be with a guy shorter than me... I am sorry, but it's just weird.
All of you who are cheaters, who can't even have a simple conversation with me before and/or after sex, guys who can't make the smallest concessions to make time to see me, anyone who is not going to be considerate and available on a regular basis.
I am happy with myself for learning what makes me happy and what I need in order to have great sex.
I am sad because it means I have to brush off a lot more guys and I have to go through more trial and error to find a good fit.
Currently I have found a decent one, not perfect, but he's got a nice average size dick, he doesn't take hours to get off, but he also doesn't cum in 5 minutes.  He likes to get a blowjob and seems to enjoy going down on me.  His schedule fits mine.  He always stays the full night when we get together.  It's quite nice really.  Too bad it took me over a year and a half dozen guys to find him.

For the last 6 odd months I have been depressed. Sometimes I wouldn't want to even get out of bed. I felt ugly and unwanted. I am now the mistress of two gorgous men. Albeit one is my boyfriend, but the other is just a friend I met through a friend who loves the fact I boss him around, telling he ain't allowed to cum and stuff. I am planning on having them both soon, and I have never felt so wanted and pretty before, especially since the one I met through my friend would rather fuck me than her, even though she is gorgous. I am so lucky.

QUIT CALLING ME FAT BECAUSE I EAT SO MUCH!. I am all for plump, curvey, vamuptuaus women. I am a 5'6' female with a larger skelatal structure, if I lost too much weight, my face shoulders show it firts. Right now I am keeping my self at a healthy plumpness while working on building mucel underneeth. So I don't look like a pear! Why yes I am eating more! Would you like some.Right now you look at me and think what a porker!  I am not. I want the mucels to build, and naturaly matabolize my exess fat stores. I figured it would work.It is! Untill I reach the point I want to be at, you will see me stuffing my face. UNTILL THEN SHUT THE FUCK UP!

yes my love, i do have sectrets and i will keep them to myself and take them to the grave. i let you in, bare myself open and let you see me vulnerable..instead of treasuring it, you judge me, call me all sorts of names, accuse me of manipulating you, cheating on you and looking down on you and taking you for a ride but at the same time you get take everything you can from me and lie to me. i am by no means faultless but  was always faithful, i tried as best as i could to treat you right.. to no end. at least i finally found out what you really think of me.
this is good bye

You don't even care. That's wats so great.

I have known you almost 10 years now. Since the drunk craziness at M and D's apartment. Since the band. Since my wedding. Since yours. I really dont like her by the way. You are my husbands best friend and he loves you. So do i. In a weird way. Like i want to hold you and touch you and make you feel better like you made me feel a few years back. I dont want to fuck you. I just want to love you. That doesnt even make sense, but seeing you two together makes me want to cry every time. What the hell is wrong with me? I wish i could just say 'i love you' and not follow it with 'buddy'. Because i do.

I know you miss that warm sparkle.

im really jealous that you have him. I WANT HIM!


but its okay, youll treat him like shit like you always do. its only a matter of time. he and i dont even talk, i forgot all about him until a few weeks ago. then i forgot about him again, until now. so its not like i'd even do anything... its just that i dont want you to have him.

History will eventually show that our biggest enemy is ... the media.

C baby
you wonder why we never talk or hang out. for some reason i start to miss you. i dont know why. this time, i havent. then i get on msn and you start talking to me. you tell me that you and that piece of shit boyfriend broke up and that now you have a new one. i was so excited to talk to you again, i wanted to hear details. then i hear your dating the boy that i used to have a crush on. you didnt know, so im not mad. but we havent talked in like 3 months.. all you want to talk about is him. i get that hes your new boyfriend, but theres more to you than that. this happens everytime we talk.. its always about you. you and boy issues. i can never talk about me. i love you, but its annoying. if its not about guys, its about your stupid, fat cunt of a mom. we've been talking for 45 minutes now, all about you. ive tried talking about me a few times, but you change the subject. im so tired of hearing about how every guy supposedly wants to fuck you. every guy wants to be with you. when you date a guy, supposedly all his friends want you.. its the same story everytime you date someone new. i dont believe it anymore. ive caught you in a lot of lies. i cant say anything because everytime i date a guy, he has a few friends tell me that im hot, but supposedly every guy tells you the same thing. no they dont. STOP LYING. ya know what? im getting off here. im going to bed and ill wait another 3 months to talk to you again.

bye bitch



oh, and chemo went well, thanks for asking. oh, and they think it wont come back. i know, as a best friend, you were concerned. you proved that.

I don't know what I want. I want you. I don't. I want to be friends. I want to spend my life with you. I'm trying to figure it out.

You don't have to wait around for me to make up my mind. I'd prefer you didn't. I can't have my cake and eat it too. Letting me doesn't show that you love me. It just says that you're so blinded by your love for me that you'll let me do what I want with your heart.

That's bullshit. I think it's total shit and it's not even MY heart. There's a point when enough is enough. When will you reach that point?

I know that I don't own you. That'd be so wrong. I want you to live your life without being on hold for me.

I need to get this off my chest.  I want you to know I am not stupid.  I know how you feel about me, or should I say felt.  The reason I did not act on our feelings was because I love you so much.  I felt like in the end I would end up being the worst thing that ever happened to you, and that is not what I want.  I don't know how you feel now but I want you to know that I will always love you.  You told me once that you thought fate brought us together.  I guess we will see.

I went to a salon today, all black girls, and there 2 babies. They are so rude and loud to people all time. All black rude people give other good black people bad name. Then they all wonder why. There all abnoxious, snotty, nasty,rude, and welfar absorbing cunts  I hate black girls.

I miss your cock. I want to touch it all the time. I want to suck it down, and have you hold the back of my head, your hand running through my hair. I want to hear you moan, and whisper my name while I feel you cum in my mouth. I still want to play... just give me a sign that you want to play with me too.

I'm looking for someone who cares about me as much as I care about them. And I guess that's not you. So enjoy your fucking life now before you fuck it up. It's all fun and games now, but soon you will see the world for what it is and know that you pushed the one person outside your family who cared about you away. We'll be friends still don't worry. Haha. Xoxo


19/f

I think I hate you. After talking and texting all summer, all you fucking do is ignore me. WHAT THE FUCK! YOU told me you wanted to be friends AGAIN, and even though i didnt really want to, i did TO MAKE YOU HAPPY. I dont know if feeling like this is because i still have feelings for you or what... I hope not because i deserve someone way better then you, you fucking liar.

I can never clearly say how I feel.
It never comes out right.
I hate it! hate it!
It hurts me so bad.
I can understand anybody or is willing to try.
When I try to say how I feel,
it comes out completely  different than how it really is.
So for right now. I am stuck with this feeling till it eat me alive.

9 months, and 4 days. And 20 hours. And I still can't get you off my mind... And every attempt to move on, leads me back to how bad a relationship would be compared to the one I had with you. I want you, instead of moving on. I failed to forget you, I always will. And you don't even know that I think of you so often. Everyday. No one does. I miss you Matt. I miss you so much.

Heard you went into labor last night.

First thought that went though my mind:

"I kinda hope she dies."

I usually don't hold a grudge, but you just fucked me over a little too hard. I don't think I'll ever forgive you.

I love when my GF brings friends over or if her roommate does. Some are really good looking and forget I am there as well. They act like they are alone even though I'm in the room. I like to hear them talk about sexual stuff and it gets me so turned on. One day a friend came over and was wearing a dress and was laying on couch. I don't think either of them thought anything of it but I could see her bare ass and her shaved pussy. OMG I almost came just looking at it. So fucken hot.!!!!

Haha you friend request me?
Really?

I knew you'd come crawling back.
But now it's my turn to be mad.

Burn in hell, bitch.
I'm the one with the power.

a word of advice to women size 12 & up...wear red lipstick. find the right shade for your skin tone at sephora & rock it. guys can't stay away from a woman bold enough to wear red lipstick with jeans & a tshirt. you don't even need any other form of makeup. it works.

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so here we are again... before you know it it will be ten years that we have found our way back to eachother once again. i love spending time with you hanging out and we both know that the sex between us is like no other!!!...over the years we have both cheated on our boy/girlfriends just to be with one another. i know you think im immature and young but face it.... No ONE will ever love you and be there for there for you like i will. if you can just open your eyes and see, give me that chance to be the one. I wont let you down, i"ll do everything in my power to makes us work, but most of all you can be yourself and smoke all the pot you want!! I wont leave you or ask to stop, Ill just pack another bowl and smoke with you!!!.... open your eyes already and see.

The fact that nobody bothered to mention that some people need different size condoms probably delayed my sexual development by several years.  I figured it out quickly enough, but the damage to my ego caused by losing wood repeatedly over the course of an hour of trying to fit a small piece of latex over (what I now understand to be) a very large cock sure didn't help.  Thanks, teachers and public health workers of America!

Its been two months since we broke up. You say your heart is still mine, you just need to live. I cant say the same as my heart is destroyed. I want to love you again. I want to be with you and do all the things you told me you wished I would have done. Morning coffee and actually cuddling. I know you dont believe me when I say that I got claustrophobic, but I did. I couldnt breath and felt like my blood was jumping out of my skin. Its not that I didnt want to touch you. You were my love. I loved you more than anything on this planet. More than my job, my family, my friends. I would do anything you asked if you came back to me. I would move to France, Japan, New York, wherever you wanted!!! Seeing pictures of you around hurts so bad. I text you stupid stuff just so I can talk. At least we are on good terms.


My secret: I am going to sleep with a girl tonight all the while imagining I am making love with you. Fucked up and selfish I know, but the other girl doesnt want anything anyway. She is beautiful and nice and charming, but she is not you. My biggest fear is you are doing the same only not thinking of me. I miss you.

I'm not as irresponsible as you think. Did it ever occur to you that I am late sometimes on purpose? Some days I don't really want to be with you so coming late means less time with you. Kind of clever really. I love when you berate me for being late. I love when it upsets you. A win win for me. I'm snickering on the inside.  :)

I'm on a dating website.  Too many girls post pictures of different angles of their face, trying to hide their chins and blubber.  I assume any that do not have a full body photo are fat and chunky, and are too embarrassed to show it.  Big turn offs.  I don't even bother reading their info once I realize this.

sometimes, i wish i could be less paranoid about losing my friends and feeling awkward and just live life.

it's not just that you cheated on me. It's that you cheated on me with an obnoxious dickhead. There was the chance we could have worked it out if you strayed with male model. But you let some loser stick his schlong in you????? I can't get over that. I'm not putting my junk in the same hole that douchebag has been in. I have more self esteem than you. Good luck with that life path.

There are so many thoughts that I wish I could share with you.  

I really miss talking to you.  You went from being so important and special to me...a true confidante.  

Lately I am constantly reminded of your absence when my mind drifts back to you.

What is it with heavier people who put ranch dressing on pizza!?
WTF!
Pizza is a guilty pleasure.
We have enough fat on that slab of carbs, no, wait, here's more!
Dip in mayonnaise and while your at it add some lard.
MMMM MMMM GOOD!
I'm a bit over weight, 250 when I should be 200, but still.
I know my problem is a sedimentary job with not enough exercise.
I'm trying to fix this.
But the wrapping of fat on fat on fat is weird.

Obama's health plan is going to be ruined if we keep this up.
Come on America!

I want to shout this from the roof tops!
Please help us get through this!
Don't add to the problem
We are not the anointed people!
We have to work through this.

But I still LOVE pizza! And I will eat it!

I want to feel the warmth of friends that I can call and who call me.  It has been so long.  I don't know how I got here.

25/f

I've been unemployed for just over six months.
My wife is also unemployed.
We are both professionals.
I'm live in a state that seems to compete for 2nd or 3rd place for the highest unemployment rate.
I've looked hard for a job since the second day I was laid off and so has she.
We've cut back almost to the bare bones.
We are paying our bills and mortgage.
I still, everyday, look for work.
I have references that show my work ethic and competency.

My neighbor has recently retired from the fire department at 50.
In the past he has stated to me many times it was a sweet job and great benefits at the tax payer expense and has thanked me for paying him well, then laughs.
He has stated most of the time he is able to get good full nights sleep and really only had to go on call about 50% of the days he worked.
He worked one 24 hour period then had a 48 hour period off.
He's proud that he belonged to a union that holds the general public hostage.
He ran a finishing carpentry business during his off hours.
He told me during the 24 hour period he worked he continued to run his construction business and delivered materials in the guise of going on 'fire department business'.
He said he deserved the 'subsidies' as much as any body else.

He is now shouting of the fence that divides us 'looser' and 'lamo' because of my employment.
I know that firemen have been raised to a higher level in recent years.
But this seems overly arrogant and rude.
He is receiving 50%-75% of his salary when he left along with full health benefits.
This is unheard of in the private sector!

I hope he contracts a painful cancer that drains him to nothing!
But I know my tax money will have to pay for it.


M 51

I want to be his wife.I don't think he wants to have another wife though.He has had a few and all ended in divorce.

I love when my wife and her good female friend get together, they are all huggy and kissy.  

"I love the skirt you are wearing!"

"Your haircut looks so cute!"

"Have you lost weight? You look so thinny thin!"

Then after the friend leaves my wife turns to me and says, "Can you believe how fat she looks?  And where'd she get the potato sack skirt?  Goodwill? And her hair looks like rodents are living in there. She needs a complete makeover but I don't think it will help.  She is too FUGLY."

I'm sure the friend goes home to her husband and says the same type of things. I don't trust women. Not one bit.

You bought your 6 year old sneakers for $140.  There!  That proves it!  You are so much better than the rest of us.

Or maybe it proves you are an idiot.  I don't know.  You decide ..... 6 months from now when he has outgrown the sneakers.

Tomorrow at 4PM I am going to think about you drowning in the ocean as hard as I can so maybe it will come true.  I hate you.  I hope (if my plan doesn't work) that you're miserable for the rest of your life.  And just so you know, no one will ever love you.  Ever.  You're worthless.  Seriously, don't you wonder why the people you supposedly care the most about, that you have these great "connections" with, leave you?

I guess when you are head head over heels you don't see shit, but I can see clearly now the rain is gone, I fuckinn see. I'm not gonna settle for shit, that's not me I get what I want or I'm the fuck out. Good fucking day.


78/m

The meek shall inherit the earth....

Then your older brothers and sisters will sue to get it back.

If dying fixed everything, I would slit my wrists last night.But then I'd put my family in danger and I'd do anything to protect them from dealing with what a phenomenon fuck up of a human I am. I've never wished for God so much in my life. I wish I knew he was listening. Lord Save Me

I hate you, I can say that now. I HATE YOU.

I really wish you weren't involved with someone already...or I wish that I didn't have any morals so I wouldn't care.

My saturn returns at the end of October. That's less than two months to prepare. I dread it.

I am afraid of older females, my mother and other female members on her side of the family were and are emotionaly abusive, my mother let my 17 year old sister beat me up, and physicaly neglected me.She made it openly known to my face, and to my family that she hated me, and never wanted me. She encouraged my siblings to give me the same taunting and batterings that she did. As a result I am afraid of women who look older from around 20 or any where above. A deep respectful fear. I see you wemon as my version of pandoras box. I know that I will never get the love I crave from my mother. I get jelous of others my age 18 in collage, mothers buying gifts, and furnishings, hell even tots and children, with there mothers. It egnites this terrifyingly powerful longing, to be  on the reciving end of that care that love. As a child and Teen. I was not allowed out side of my home. I did not meet many other people's parents. I am years behind socialy and are still recovering from all of the abuse, I am 18 years and 8 months of age.


I still get harrassing txt, and voicemails from my mother. I am dateing a wonderful guy who if things keep going as they are and we stay together, we plan on getting married. His mother is a wonderful woman. She is absoulty terrifying to me. I know that she is a woman and a mother, that alone has my gut wenching. I know I am not a victim any more, I am not worthless. She has made it known she wants to know me, she wants to be there for me, she wants to mother me. WHY? My mother who managed to keep me for 18 years hates me. She made me clean up my own vomit when I had the flu, left me out of dinner because her uniforms were not completely clean, and has left me on the side of a highway on mothers day, because I had to be home before she wanted to take me there, that woman has made it clear she dosn't want me.Why do you? Why do you want to know me, why do you give me that look of you need a hug, why do you offer to help me so much. I never did any thing to deserve this, I was born. I want that affection to be held and have some one hold me and say it will be okay. You can make it, It is a terriying me! You will turn on me I know it! But if, if you really care, I want that, so bad. unless you have been told that you are hated by your mother i don't now if you can even fathom what I am feeling. DON"T GIVE UP ON ME! I shy away from you because I want to make sure you won't hurt me. I WANT YOU TO CARE! A MOTHER IN LAW IS STILL A MOTHER. PLEASE CONFROUNT ME!! ASKE ME WHY YOU ARE SO SCARY, I WANT YOU TO KNOW! I CAN'T EXPLANE IT, IN WRITEING! PLEASE CONER ME, MAKE ME CONFESS, JUST DON'T HATE ME TOO!

JF,
I have a huge crush on you!  I've tried to play it cool, but I, honestly, can't wait for you to go back to school so I can see you every week!  You could really get any girl you want, but, please, would you just look my way once!!!

I am glad my ex had a small dick and was never sated by me. I wasn't eough for him. Everyone but him knows I cheeted but not the actual reason. I cheeted to make sure I was attactive,that I was the person he said I was. I cheeted with other men, for the soul purpose to see if I could get them up, and hard. I could every single one, in minutes! Not the hour it took at my hand and mouth, or body, then and the 2 mins in his. With each other man I had them painfully erect in 3-4 minutes. It hurt me, I couldn't get the one man who I was supposed to aroused, but he could do it himself. I have moved on its been 8 months since that bad relationship. It has come to my knoweldge that I know things PEOPLE HAVE TO PRACTICE AND WORK AT TO DO! and exicute them perfectly. I use them please my current man. All the work I put into getting that tiny thing my ex had up paid off I guess. At the time it made me so depressed, what was so wrong with me? Why couldn't I do the things you do to your self. My secret is I relized it was never that something was wrong with me, it was you.

My mom is in the hospital... again.  I wish I could be completely honest and say, " Seriously, why do you have to wait til its so bad that they admit you?  You had this pain a week ago.  Why didn't you go to the doctor then??  You've been dealing with this stuff for years.  You know your body.  This is why things have gotten so bad. You yourself have even admitted it.  Why do you have to be so selfish?"

I am so tired of her being in the hospital.  I am tired of her being sick.  Yet, a good daughter would NEVER say these things.  I feel horrible even thinking it, yet the thoughts won't go away.  

i am leaving everyone i know, to be with someone i don't.

wow. i had a threesome with my gf and her best friend. my gf was the one who initiated it. i wasnt pushing for it or anything. we went to the club and her bestf was a bit drunk. we went home and my gf climbed on top of us on the sofa and started it. it was great, but in the end, i didnt get to do what ive dreamt about. i was actually quite sober and i didnt want to piss either one off, so i hung back a bit, and let them do what they wanted. but all i wantd was for both of them to suck my dick at the same time. it didnt happen. now, i fear that i may have to go out and find this situation all over again. i really want to get a bj from two women at once. thats it.

m/33

i want to hit people. sometimes im scared bc it doesnt seem as if i can control myself. but i do. but i always fantasize about lashing out and smacking people i talk to all day. the higher their purported station, the more i think about doing it.

Tim. Talk- mrore. Details. mrore. About you. About your friends, female and male. Who has a boyfriend/girlfriend, who has someone they like. Know this is me talking. Know this is me talking. Know this is me talking. Please. It is hard for me to believe that you have a true answer to everything, but I know at the same time, that you are an amazing man and boyfriend, and that all of your answers are true...yet at the same time, I ALSO know that you don't say everything on your mind, that you leave it up to me to speak, then you pout and make me look like a picky bitch, when really, opening your mouth and saying something other than "I Love You" is a big part of being in a relationship. WHAT are you planning on doing til we die? I can't stand the silence! AND what are you not telling me. I told you MOOOONNNNNNNNTHHHHHSSSSSSs ago that I was not angry with you really for how long you were taking to tell me whatever is on your mind. I also understand that all that shit I told you was bottled up for a year and a half, but the difference is that I didn't say "HEY! I have something to tell you, but Imma take at lllllllllleast half a year to tell you." I thought it over, and told you when I was done thinking it over, and hiding. You told me you want to talk to me, that you are afraid to talk to me, that you were going to talk to a friend about whatever "it" is, that you were talking to a friend-and that you lied when you said that last bit there. So, what? Are you mad that I'm suspicious? Are you mad at me for being mad at you for hanging WHATEVER it is in my face? For me breaking my promise of saying that I won't ask you about it, I'll wait for you to be ready to talk to me? Maybe a better woman would wait patiently as years go by, for you to causually throw it out there and get mad when she wants to talk about it (like ya do when you talk about anything else BUT 'THE THING'. Babe, just tell me, I am worn out.

I had one of the worst days of my life, so I went to you for comfort, and instead found a drunk asshole who thinks that fucking me is the only thing that will make me feel better. Would it have really been that hard to rub my back or stroke my hair until I fell asleep? or let me cry on your shoulder?

I've spent my whole life taking care of other people, and just for one night I wanted to be taken care of...

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This year will be the first year in over 10 years that I won't be with my husband on his birthday. This year he'll be with someone else. And on my birthday too. And Christmas. And New Years. On every important or non important day we shared. I know I shouldn't care, but I do. It drives me mad. He should be with me. Not her.

Although I've been with other guys I still think of RJG...I thought he was my other half.  I guess I was wrong...we all make mistakes.  I just wish my heart would stop aching for him because i know he will never change.

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I secretly wish to buy a gun and shoot myself.  I think of the blood oozing out of my body and creating a big pool.  This has been to much of a life for anyone...I'm tired of it and the people that have hurt me.  The only way I'll find peace is when I'm dead.

I am the worst fuck on the planet.

My dick is smaller than average, 5" on a good day (not good when your girlfriend is a size queen).  She mocks me for my size on a very regular basis.  She even gets fucked by bigger men on occasion because she needs what I can't give her.

My stamina is laughable at best, she knows that anytime she wants she can climb on top and have me cumming inside of 10 seconds.  Anything over 2 minutes is something to be ridiculously proud of.  Not that it matters, because she certainly isn't getting excited from it.  Giggling is more like it.

...and the topper, I have E.D.  I'm 34 years old and have had it in some form for close to a decade now.  I've seen Dr.'s, taken 2 of the 3 major drugs (Levitra and Cialis) and nothing works.  The drugs worked 50-70% of the time.  Problem is that they often come with wonderful side effects, including the ultra fun sinus headaches that last for 2 days.  

If I'm not exciting my partner, and the pills only cause more frustration, why take them at all ??  I stopped last month.  Not again until we try and get pregnant.

Some may ask why I'm with her, with all the "mean" things she says and/or does.  What can I say?  I love her, and she is perfect for me.  She loves me as well .... and a large part of this is that she is a dominant cuckoldress, and I am submissive ... and a large part of the humiliation can end up being a turn on for me.

I disappointed her this morning and didn't carry out a teasing task she asked of me.  I chose not to do it because I was tired and frustrated.

Well tonight my body decided to go into full shut down mode, and when she started playing with me< i couldn't even get semi-hard.  She thought this was the most amusing thing in the world.

I can take all the small cock teasing, and the 6 second man teasing in the world ... along with tons and tons of other embarrassments and humiliations.  

The E.D. is the one thing that really gets to me, and she crushed me tonight.  Now she's fast asleep and I had to get out of bed, because I'm exhausted from a long, long week and want to go to bed more than anything and I can't sleep.

Just incredible anger and frustration with myself and my body.  Why can't I get FUCKING HARD.  I'm not 50 or 60.  I'm in my 30"s and in pretty decent shape.

I"m not asking to be huge, or be a 60 minute man .... is just being able to get hard too much to ask ???  Apparently so.

I FUCKING HATE MY BODY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I think I'll just go with it this time, stop worrying maybe. Hey, if you do like me, then fuck am I one lucky chick. And if you don't, then maybe that's okay too.

You're really adorable though, I hope you know that.

I wish I was married. I want to find my soulmate so that I don't have to worry about being hurt anymore.

I'm finally starting to figure out that I'm a lesbian. But I've never "gone all the way" with a woman before. I feel I need to so I can really know.

Thing is, I got married to a man three months ago.

Should I or shouldn't I cheat with a woman? Maybe just to figure myself out? I've never cheated on anyone before and don't want to hurt my husband.

But I'm suffocating in here...

I give up.
I'll never be good enough.
The only glimmer of hope faded away.

I let the dogs out

i hate pretending to be happy

Something's up. Why am I so melancholy today? Something is not right. I feel it.

This may be the closest thing to empathy you will ever experience, so please excuse me, but I'm leaving you hanging for a little longer.

My step-dad is amazing.  Over the past 8 years, my mom has been very, very sick.  She had a kidney transplant, she has been in and out of hospitals every other month, she had her leg amputated because of disease and infection.  My step-dad was even her donor for her kidney transplant! (a miracle in its self since the doctors said it was highly unlikely to find a donor that isn't related).  He has been there for her through everything.
  He has also been a better dad to me than my real father was.  He was there for every birthday, christmas, school concert.  I can count on one hand the number of times my real father was there.  

My secret: I hope one day someone loves me as much as my step-dad loves my mom.

I'm getting in the way of your social life.  You want to go out with your friends.  You want to get drunk and high and have fun.  I don't.  YOUR FRIENDS DON'T LIKE YOU BECAUSE OF ME. Do you not see this, do you not get why i feel miserable every time you talk about it? Or are you really that dense?

My secret: You've made me cry.

Heavy metal is my life... Black metal, death metal, thrash metal, or anything else (besides the new metal that sounds like shit.. ). My secret is that i want something else. I want someone to love... I doubt i would ever find it, i cant find a cool metal chick where i live... And to those who think metalheads cant love, Fuck you.

I AM going to have a mental breakdown,
It's only a matter of time.
I shall be watching old cartoons for the rest of my life.
I will lose all my chances for love, kids, living a normal life. I better enjoy my freedom while it last.

19/F/Sad of things to come.

I am happier now, but I'm not over it. I'm sure that you are, and if you're not, you're well on your way.

Now that it's over I can say that I miss it. I can say that I loved it. And if you ever want to go back, I'm ready to say yes. All you have to do is ask. I won't let you down this time.

I drink every day.  On weeknights, it's just at night, on weekends, it's allll day.  I wish I had some vicodin or even darvocet....all I have is lorazepam...but LOTS of it :)  they should sell vicodin in the supermarket.  I hate my life, i need release from it what can i say.

I am in love.

I'm pretty sure it's officially an eating disorder.

I seriously think I need to go to AA.

This guy once jerked off in his car in front of my house before a (first) date. Like I wouldn't notice. I lived on the 3rd floor and I could see him through his sunroof. Then he just cleaned himself up, walked up to my front door, and rang the bell. Fucking creep. I told him he was fucking disgusting and to never call me again. Who does that?! I know guys do it before dates but couldn't he have just done it in his bathroom at home or something? Men repel me sometimes with their uncontrollable sexual urges.

Because I was "Cinderella" growing up, I don't mop floors unless they are extremely gross.  All my husbands knew that and were accommodating in that area.  I've been alone now for 10 years and have some issues with the five second rule.

I miss you so much since you went to school.  I don't want to get back with her because I'm in love with you.

But I'm still afraid of having to see her and look her in the eyes in case you're away too long...

i'm truly happy for the first time in my life.

Not even you can bring me down, hard as you may try!

I'm rooting for the hackers who are trying to topple Microsoft.

I'd do anything for him. I'd eat his poo if he wanted me to.

My working assumption is that a woman wears a short skirt because she wants me to look up it.

The entire point of your 45 minutes of tennis isn't to hit the ball over the net, it is to run errands and walk around town for the next 6 hours while still wearing the tennis whites.  Look at me everyone!  Look at me!  I have on an expensive tennis outfit and obviously must belong to a country club. LOOK AT ME!

some times, i think my happinesss is ruining my reputation..

My son's favorite color is fuscia. He is 6. I hope this is not the start of a bigger problem for when he is older.